Hazel Pov.
I woke up with the morning sun blaring through the curtains which casted warm glow on the room.
Another day again.
I turned around and my eyes instantly widened in shock as I could not believe what I was seeing.
Damien sat down on the chair beside my bed, sleeping peacefully, he looked so angelic that I could not help the bubble of emotions I was feeling.
"Damien?" I whispered, trying to wake him up.
His eyes fluttered open, and as soon as his eyes met mine he smiled at me, a smile that once made me feel different emotions, I still felt those emotions even though I was unsure about a lot of things.
"Morning, Hazel. How are you feeling?" He said in a groggy voice as his eyes tried to adjust to the pouring sunlight.
“Morning Damien,” I replied. “What are you doing here?”
